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What Can I Write About?


I'm stuck doing nothing,
These days are just so boring.
Come on, help me think!
I can't stay in life's brink,
So tell me what to write about,
Come on, and just shout it out!
Tell me in the comments,
While this poem will commence!

I'm staring at the same four walls,
I'm roaming in the same five halls.
I'm always speaking GSB calls,
And mostly doing nothing.

So help me get moving on,
Help me write from dusk till dawn.
Help me stay up late; don't yawn!
'Cause soon my sleep will all be gone.

Give me a topic, think and think,
Let this poem sink and sink,
Inside your brain, so you'll understand,
That staying idle makes you look tanned.

I love to write, yes I do,
But catching a topic, it's hard to get through,
Not writing feels like catching flu,
So help me get out of the blues!

I want to spend my time writing,
But my mind is full, I cannot think,
So push all your brains to the brink,
And let all your thoughts sink, sink, sink.

I like to write, and to read,
This doesn't feel right, you've got to tread,
The floating thoughts in your mind,
Then happiness you might find.

Give me ideas, give me more,
Not writing is just such a bore,
Open the unopened door,
Inside your resting mind.



Enter your ideas in the comments below👇





 

Comments

  1. Shyamala NApril 3, 2023 at 7:00 PM

    Ooh that’s a tough (t)ask, and a smart one too - asking your readers for topics!!
    Hmmm!!! How about ‘if feelings had colours’ or ‘My Weirdest Dream’ or ‘If I was born in 10th Century’ ?!

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  2. Shyamala NApril 3, 2023 at 7:02 PM

    Or or or, How about ‘Shriyandhaa in Hogwarts’?!?

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